vtm, and maybe other world of darkness asks when I'm able to get into it more. Asks can be a bit spicier, but not totally NSFW. Only five characters per ask, please and thank you :) the ask box is open.
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I just wanted to go over a few things that I noticed I forgot to put in the description and just added. It's okay for asks to be a little suggestive as it is sort of the nature of Vampire, but nothing straight out NSFW, please.
I am no longer taking requests from the writing prompts that might be on this page.
I have some other pages too, if you are interested
bekaroth (least related to this one. Just my main account for memes and such, but you're welcome to check it out still)
bekaroth-reads (general fan fiction not vampire based or if you want a longer fiction about a vampire character)
b-roth-bad-thoughts (NSFW page. 18+ only please. I don't get to this one as much though) (currently not writing for)
vexingvesuvius (NSFW vtm page)(currently not writing for)
kis-knit (a for fun, sort of ramble blog where you can feel free to stop by, talk, or maybe do the odd for fun poll I might put up there)
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[I get the idea that Mercurio can and will talk a lot if he 1) is really into a subject and 2) really likes someone. Also he needs more stuff about him, so this was a must, really.]
For someone that has made his living keeping his mouth shut, there was certainly not a shortage of words coming from Mercurio during your visits to him recently. Even now, as you were looking through the things that he had to offer you, it seemed like he had something to say about every dust particle that was floating around his flat.
âAh, thatâs a good choice,â he started in as you were looking at one of the guns on the table, âI had to do some crazy things to get that. There was this guy, had these tattoos- or was it piercings?- well, he had somethinâ all over his face. Real piece a' work. Said heâd give me that gun for a real good price. That part was true. It was also true that the reason he was willinâ to do that was because he was also plannin' on jumpin' me soon as I had my back turned to take back the gun and the rest aâ my stuff. Made easy work of him. I always keep my antenna up, âspecially after what happened at that beach house. Thanks again for that.â
Before you could even reply, he had moved on to another item on the table, âThereâs this one too. Iâm sure youâd find a good use for it. Thereâs this crazy thing on here. Donât know if that makes aiming better or worse. But, figured you of all people would give it a go.â
You had barely looked over to the gun, and didnât even have a chance to see what he was talking about before Mercurio was once again moving on to something else, âYou remember back when you had to go do somethinâ on that ship? This wouldâve been a godsend! These things are supposed to be so rust resistant that theyâre practically rust-proof! Not that you were there for that long, but better safe than sorry, right-â
Mercurio abruptly paused his thought when you turned to him, placed your hands on the sides of his face, and said in an exasperated huff said, âMercurio, I love you, but PLEASE stop talking. At least long enough to take a breath.â
There was a moment with both of you just standing there. Then a playful, crooked grin creeped onto his face. Tilting his head to match it, Mercurio leaned into one of your hands while lifting his hands to hold them.
âYa know⌠if you were wantinâ me to bump the price down on these, you didnât have to go as far as a confession.â He chuckled, loving the realization and panic that spread onto your features.
âWait a minute,â you started as you moved your hands away from his face, âAll I did was tell you to be quiet. What makes you think-â
This time you were silenced by Mercurio slightly squeezing your hands which he still held. âNope, you said what you said. No goinâ back on it,â he teased. When you huffed and looked away from him, he decided to double down. âCome on. Donât be sore about it. Sure, you didnât mean to say that, and you must be embarrassed to all hell, but, guess what? Couldâve been worse. You couldâve said it to someone that would never let you live it down. At least Iâll only remind you for the next few months or so. Maybe a year or two dependinâ-â
âOh, My, GOD! Mercurio will you shut up!â You snap and glare at him.
Suddenly, you were pulled forward, your chest bumping into his as he let go of one of your hands to wrap an arm around your waist. Mercurio leaned forward, his cologne becoming more potent with the proximity, making it seem like he was the only other thing in the room. âWhy donât you make me?â He taunted, confident as ever, yet his voice was hardly above a whisper.
The tension was palpable with the two of you pressed together, each silently daring the other to act first.
âOW! What the FUCK?!â Mercurio yelped as he jumped back. He rubbed his arm where you had just pinched him, the fabric on his jacket and shirt did little to cushion the miniature attack.
âYou told me to try to make you shut up,â you shrugged.
âThatâs not what I meant and you know it!â Mercurio grumbled. âChrist, were you tryinâ to leave a bruise?â
You stepped closer to him, reached up to turn his head to look at you as you gave a soft, âHey.â
âWhat?â He huffed at you indignantly.
His tune changed immediately as this time you actually closed the distance between the two of you to give him a peck on the lips. This simple action made all of the tension to snap like taut elastic, and you werenât even able to pull away before Mercurio started to kiss you like it was all he knew how to do. He was so determined to keep going and make the most of the moment that by the time you both pulled away from each other, he was so winded he sounded like he just ran a marathon.
Mercurio rested his forehead on yours, eyes closed as he was sporting a dopey grin like he was in total euphoria as he caught his breath. âWell,â he chuckled, âIf you were tryinâ to kiss my arm better, then you missed by a lot.â
You rolled your eyes. âWhat has gotten into you? I think Iâve heard more words from you tonight than the entire time Iâve known you.â
Mercurio hummed in thought. âThink I just found someone I like to talk to,â he eventually answered. You caught the briefest glimpse of a smile before he had leaned down to put a kiss on your jaw. âYou donât really mind, right? After all, you know how to make me stop.â
âYou want me to pinch you again?â You teased.
The response you got was him getting you in a bear hug to keep your arms still as he warned, âTry that again and see where it gets you.â Mercurio clearly wasnât too upset because you could feel a smile brush against your cheek as he moved to place another kiss on your jaw.
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âLeopold is a good name for a turtle,â the Malkavian fledgling said in the midst of a rather tense subject on facing a hoard of vampire hunters. The little quip they made reminded Beckett that their clanâs curse on the mind could be a blessing at times; most everyone else this young would have been worried out of their skull to be faced with such a feat. They probably were as well, yet the ramblings of others in their clan gave them some sense of relief from their own thoughts.
If only they knew how much they reminded him of his dear Anatole. Perhaps once this ordeal was over, heâd see if his old friend picked up on the similarities through that mind web of theirs.
Some time later, after all was finally starting to calm down, the fledgling got back to their haven to see an aquarium set up. Inside of the glass box there was a box turtle, and beside it all that was needed to take care of it along with a note that read, âPlease be sure to care for Leopold.â
They got out their phone, snapped a picture, and sent it to Jeanette with the message, âSurprise Reptile.â
Soon their phone buzzed with a call.
âSorry, duckling. I donât have the data to text. Whenâd you get that turtle.â
âI just found it at my place,â they responded.
âWait, you mean to tell me that someone broke into your apartment just to set up an aquarium and leave? Thatâs weird, even for us. You think it was a fellow Malk?â Jeannette asked.
âMaybe someone similar. Thereâs a note that says itâs called Leopold.â
âAre you going to keep it? If so, are you keeping the name?â
âYeah, I might called it, âBeckett Jr.â though.â
There was a few moments of silence on the other end while Jeanette thought it over. âNah, I think you should keep it Leopold.â
âIt is a good name for a turtle,â the fledgling agreed.
After all the time that he has spent socializing for his work, Beckett was able to deal with other people quite well despite his Gangrel nature wanting him to avoid social situations whenever possible. In fact, even with his closer relation to the beast, he was a very calm, some might even say chill, person to work with. One of the only things that he couldnât stand were people that lied through their teeth while wearing a friendly mask.
This is something that Sebastian LaCroix does on an almost 24/7 basis.
Beckett, while not at all interested in such things, knew that there was some use to that in politics, especially in the vampire world. The thing that really bothered him was the fact that it insulted one of his most prided attributes: his intelligence.
He is Cuthbert Beckett! One of the most well known minds of modern Kindred society! Did this Camarilla upstart really think that he was pulling the wool over his eyes?
Still, this sarcophagus was something that he basically had no choice but to study. It wasnât every day that an antediluvian artifact practically washed up on shore. So, the historian bit his tongue and swallowed his enormous prideâŚ
As best he could, anyway.
There were plenty of times when he was examining the sarcophagus where between the princeâs hovering and backhanded comments that Beckett would have to excuse himself. While he did his best to keep his voice polite, there was definitely a bite to his tone.
Once Beckett would return, his fangs and nails would be sharper, his pupils would be practically paper thin, his irises so reflective they were practically glowing; even the hair on his arms seemed to be a bit thicker, almost fur-like. The change was so palpable that anyone paying attention could sense it. The Sheriff watched him like a hawk and tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.
LaCroix, however, would be too busy thinking about his potential, pre-historic snack that he wasnât too fussed about it. He never took too much time to study the personal habits of Gangrel, so he just assumes that there something like werewolf patterns there. Perhaps being that in tune with the inner beast just meant that there were times that they had to put up more of a fight with it.
The reality is that these two are so incompatible with their personalties, that Beckett practically frenzies at times; so badly, in fact, that the beast traits would last long after he had gotten them.
Nines and Jack are very good at maintenance of all kinds. That makes sense to the other Anarchs for the most part. It wasnât odd to see Jack working on a bike or Nines fixing something broken at the Last Round because it was driving him up the wall.
The things that confuses them is stuff like the first time that they see them doing something thatâs considered more domestic.
One day the others look over to Jackâs usual spot to see him with thread and needles, patching up a pair of pants. No one would say anything to Jack of all people, but then again no one needed to. He was more than observant enough to pick up on the glances and whispers. Even if he wasnât, there were enough of them for him to notice anyway.
âIf you think Iâm popping thirty bucks for another pair of paints over a tear this small, youâre fucking nuts. Beinâ an adult means beinâ able to take care of yourself.â Jack wouldnât even look up from his work while he told them off.
They all look over to Nines for some sort of answer. He just shrugs, holds up a section of his shirt with a slightly different color of string stitching a hole closed, and says, âHeâs right.â
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[also known as, âwhy I think the sires from the start decided to embrace the main character.â]
[also also, kinda nuts that I now have to specify between two games. Never thought that would actually happen. I have the second VTMB, but havenât played it yet. Wanted to have another good play of the original before I do.]
Brujah- The reason that the Brujah decided to sire the main character was an effort to make more people to fight against the Camarilla. They were working on their own, which is the reason there wasnât too much of an ordeal from the others about them dying. There would be no way that Nines would let one of his own get taken out by LaCroix that easily (as seen through the end of VTMB where the fledgling has sided with the Last Round Anarchs where the only thing keeping him from helping is the fact that he just got mauled by a werewolf). Seeing the vampire getting executed was like, âplay stupid games, win stupid prizes,â in his mind. As for LaCroix calling the sire an, âupstanding member of the community,â: he knows that a Brujah is almost certainly an Anarch, and he needed to downplay that as much as possible for political reasons. Nothing says boundary breaking as much as publicly executing someone from the other side.
Gangrel- Honestly, they just didnât care. In fact, them getting caught wasnât even something that they thought was a possibility. Most Gangrel leave their childer soon after embrace, so they thought they were just going to be on their way out of the town, maybe even before the night was over. They were just drifting through town, and aside from doing some odd jobs here and there, they kept to themselves. Turns out the guy they did the jobs for happened to be a rather controlling prince that didnât take kindly to being disregarded.
Malkavian- They saw that the main character and knew that they would be important to the kindred of the area. While they didnât know anything exact, their premonitions about them are too strong to ignore. They acted quickly to be sure that main character was turned, and that they were in a position to let them know what they needed to. Unfortunately, acting this quickly also kept them from going through the proper channels, leading to their capture and execution. While they certainly werenât trying to get themselves killed, they were able to find some peace in knowing that they had set something remarkable into motion.
Nosferatu- Pure hubris, honestly. They knew that there was a law against unapproved embracing, but seeing as they were able to get you to agree to a date, they had to see how far they could go. They were also aware that if they were caught then there was no way the other Nos were going to do anything. While there is a strong sense of community between the Nosferatu clan, theyâre also very no nonsense when it comes to not risking many unlives over a single one. Still, they knew that they had something of bragging rights with the others for the short time that they still had their head.
Toreador- They simply got carried away. They started out trying to impress Abrams by showing their prowess of the Toreadorâs power; they werenât supposed to actually embrace the main character, at least not until a long time later. But, as we see in the start of the game, there was something sexual going on between the two; one of the reasons that many kindred donât think they should partake in sexual activity is they donât want to do anything they think might make them lose control. After they had almost drained the main character, they had a, âwhen in Rome,â moment and decided to go ahead with the embrace. Unlucky for them, their antics had also gained the attention of other kindred, who all agreed that the Masquerade would benefit from no longer having someone so brazen poking at its seems.
Tremere- They were told to. All Tremere are important to The Pyramid; sometimes that importance is strengthening the base by lying down their life, allowing their ashes to be made into the bricks to solidify the beloved structure. In this case, there needed to be a unique type of new blood for specific purposes. They were calmed by the knowledge that Regent Strauss would take the childe they would never know, and treat them as though they were his own.
Ventrue- They just hated LaCroix. They knew the risk they were taking, but they were feeling too petty to care. There was something cathartic knowing that they could set every last one of the princeâs nerves on fire by having a betrayal so close to home. They had the satisfaction of knowing that even though they were going to have a very public final death, he would never feel fully safe anywhere, not even his tower, ever again.
WOW I am pumping these out a ton today. Anyways idc this is canon to me and Iâm coping. Nines beats up transphobes and idc what u think otherwise!!! <3
[Hi! Thanks so much for being patient for this. I hope you don't mind I did three more detailed ones instead of five smaller ones. Also, with anything like this if I accidentally put something incorrectly portraying people on the spectrum let me know and I'll change it]
Strauss- He could tell that you didn't quite handle things how many people did, but he didn't quite peg you as being on the spectrum at first. It was when he saw you in a fight that he knew there was something more to your behaviors than simple preference.
You weren't simply fighting so diligently for the sake of seeming strong, you were fighting tooth and nail because anytime that there was a qunshot, the sound of many voices yelling over each other, the breaking of glass, anything and everything of significant noise density and volume was making you shutdown, and you were doing everything you could to be out of the fight before that actually happened.
After talking to you about it he did put two and two together on some other things that you tended to do that were also because of how you handled the world. He would try to do his best to make your time with him comfortable, as he did with all people; being the gentlenman that he was, Struass Would be the type to even offer a glass of wine to his worst enemy right before he killed them.
Seeing as the first large encounter that he had with this part of you was seeing your noise sensitivity, he's always quick to offer you a study in his chantry to decompress if he thinks you might need it.
Nines- To be honest, it would be rough at first. While he claims to be accepting of everyone, we all know that if he thinks someone is snooty then they are public enemy number one to him. Where the problems start to come up is that he doesn't know how to recognize things like texture sensitivities and thinks that the reason you won't feed at certain times is because you're acting like you're better than everyone else.
The others don't know that this was the reason that he was weary of you, so their hackles would go up as well. One of the things about the Bryjah disposition, though, is that there isnt much of a filter there a lot of the time they tend to say or ask whatever they are thinking. So, eventually, someone asks you what's up.
When Nines finds out that you couldn't handle the feelings of certain cloth rubbing against your teeth, like, the feeling of it made you physically ill, he certainly felt like an ass for blowing this whole thing out of proportion.
From then on when he starts to get judgmental about something you do, he reminds himself that you might have a good reason to do things the way that you do. And, even if you don't, it's none of his damn business.
Andrei- There wouldn't be as much as a learning curve with him, as though he might not have all that much experience with people on the spectrum (or rather not having that word for it when he did), if there's one thing that a Tzimisice of all people wouldn't do it's judge people for their unique way of handling things They do judge people, quite a lot actually. They simply judge all non-clan members equally.
Truthfully, he likes having you around, and that's not something he says about people often. You have your own way of seeing things and often notice things in his work that he might have overlooked. Though, he did have to figure out why you could handle the thought of his creations, but got very irritable, downright angry, when you actually saw them in person.
Turns out that the smell was too much for you, and while you were able to tough it out so you didn't upset him, your discomfort did show itself in a way it could get out.
He tries to keep that in mind and alert you to when you were going to go to a rougher spot than the rest though there wouldn't be much more done other than that. There's not much more that he could do other than that sans stopping his work altogether.
Strauss- These are truly something that he almost forgot existed. Itâs wouldnât be that he would go out and buy for himself, but he might take a bit to do some of a puzzle with you. It helps him to remember not to work all the time, and thereâs still enough thinking in building a puzzle to make him feel like he isnât totally wasting his time.
Barabus- Despite being one of the more tough Nos in the warrens, he actually likes to do simple things like puzzles from time to time. The only thing is if itâs one that you are both working on, the puzzle will be staying at your place, as the damp atmosphere of the warrens would not interact well with cardboard or wood. Even if it was, he still wouldnât as there would be no way that the both of you could finish it because one or more of the pieces will go missing, either from the general clutter of the Noferatusâ home, or from one of the others stealing pieces as a prank while he was out.
Jeanette- She is not a fan. A puzzle is an antithesis of who she is. Something thatâs quiet and you sit down for? No, way! Give her an evening out with music so loud that she still canât hear after sheâs out of the club. She will love the pictures when youâre done with them though, and has some of your finished puzzles decorating her room.
Isaac- Will say that he doesnât have time to something like this. However, every time that he walks by you heâll take time to tell you where at least one piece goes. Soon, it evolves into two pieces, then three, then four, leading into him losing a good twenty minutes at least figuring out a section. While he was right in the he doesnât really have too much time on his hands, he also enjoys the feeling of pouting things in their proper place. That is one of the reasons heâs a baron, after all.
Cabby/ Caine- He doesnât see the point of them. Someone took a picture, cut it into a thousand little pieces, just for you to pay money to put it together again? For what purpose? Just buy the picture without it being cut.
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[Guess who just got sucked into watching/ paying too much for a thing with cheesy drama shows? Guess who also forces their creature of the night comfort characters to go through all the same things they are??]
LaCroix- You spend how much to watch these programs? The answer doesnât matter, to him it will translate to, âtoo much.â While he doesnât have much time for leisurely things, there was a sense of morbid curiosity that took hold of him seeing as you seemed so invested. Itâs actually a guilty pleasure for him now, but he is leeching off of your account as there is no way he would pay that much for anything.
Gary- When he first sees youâre into movies or short running shows, he loves it. Movies and acting in general are things that he still holds dear even if he canât participate in them personally these days. When he actually watches a few episodes he HATES it! While he loves film, he is very steeped in American movie culture; especially American movie culture from the late 50âs -early 70âs. Why are these things so flashy with their editing? This was a romantic drama, why did a magical pillar suddenly pop up in a hotel dining room? Why is everyone always slapping each other??? He just doesnât get it.
Jack- These little phone movies are great! Everyoneâs always slapping each other!!! (Also doesnât pay for an account. Steals your phone whenever he wants to watch them.)
VV- Oh, the drama! When you show her one, she is hooked! It becomes something that the two of you can bond over (and bug Abrams with. Heâs trying to have a serious conversation, can you not talk about the fiftieth show where a wife takes over her exâs company?). She wonât pounce you with the topic, but if you bring it up, hold on for the ride of her asking if youâve seen certain ones, and explaining why you should. You both get so into it people thing youâre talking about real people.
Beckett- Well, these are just ridiculous! Especially these ones called, âcostume dramasâ. Thatâs not even what ancient armor looked like! Walk out of the room and give it an hour and heâll come stomping in fuming, âWhat do you mean she married him again after reincarnating?! The Prince of the Grasslands was right there!â Will still claim he hates them as he is trying to figure out how to use your phone to watch more.